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Xavier simply, kept his hands laying over his face rendering him sightless, but his ears, sadly for Xavier, continued to take in the noises of his surroundings. Chatter. Mindless, boring, useless, stupid, chatter. There was no need to talk mindlessly. Only if something of importance was needed to be said, then he'd understand. But what he's heard from all these people sounds absolutely--!!! "!!!" He blinked into his hands, when he heard the sound of lips smacking. Did...somebody, or some people, just kiss? Here? ".....?" Really? Wouldn't that be something to do in private? Hm....

Soon, Xavier's wandering thoughts were interrupted, when he heard the soft sound of footsteps moving towards him. Didn't they see that he was away from the group? Didn't the person see that he had his face hidden away? Weren't those pretty sure signs that Xavier wanted to be left alone. They were pretty easy signs to show that someone didn't want to be spoken to, or just wanted to be left ALONE for that matter. It's all the Game's fault. If he hadn't been picked he would be able to just rest, and most importantly, BE ALONE. How difficult was it to see that he just wanted to be alone?! REALLY?!

"......" The footsteps stopped suddenly, and Xavier hoped and hoped and hoped, but he never did hear the footsteps walk away. Damn. Xavier felt as if he should go off on the person, but he automatically dismissed that option. He wouldn't go that low as to be hypocritical. He hated hypocrites.

"....." Xavier blinks as he hears a sigh, then blinks even more when a hand is taken off from his face, and into another hand. Who would be bold enough to touch him of all people. Xavier looked up. Answer to the previous question, Bernkastel Vermilia, that's who. "No use being here," she breathes out. Xavier blushes as she removes his other hand, then stares down at his unconcealed brown eyes. He stares back at her emerald colored eyes, his pair brushed with light surprise. Why was she doing this? Again? First, she holds his wrist on the helicopter, second, she whispers into his ear, and now, she was holding his hand. Why?

Xavier's blush increases to a dark pink, when Bernkastel raises him up by dragging him over to the elevator. She let's go halfway, and for awhile, he could only stare at her moving body dumbly. He was shocked from all her actions. "......" After blinking a few times, he snaps out of his daze, and walks over into the elevator. Xavier stares straight in front of him blankly as the elevator shuts close. The dark pink still remained on his cheeks.

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"When I'm called off, I gotta saw off, squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off!"

"Hau au au! Onward!" Marisa pulled Kerin and Fang towards the vampire district elevator, her enthusiasm quite unmatched. Wait, if they were going to the vampire district's area, they were still missing one. A drugged, ditzy, psychotic one.

"Hang on a second," Kerin left Marisa with Fang and stepped over to Shiro and her accompanying god. The god gave him a funny look as Kerin pulled the vampire away but didn't say a word. Just as he rejoined the rest of the group, the elevator arrived, as well as frowns and such from Fang and Marisa. Kerin gave them a bleak smile. "She's still drugged, might as well dump her somewhere. I don't know, I feel sorry for her, okay?" He made a face. Yeah, he would feel sorry for himself later when she snapped out of it.

They all got into the elevator, Kerin pushing Shiro gently into one of the corners then taking Marisa's hand. There were several buttons to choose from, though Kerin picked the one that he was looking forward to most; their rooms. Each button even had their names next to it, how... convenient. He pushed two buttons; F4 and F6, Shiro and Marisa's floors. Kerin glanced at the names, reading exactly how they were spelt. Fang, Shiro, Kerin and Marisa. His name looked a little bland by itself without the Knight on the end. Speaking of which, he had no idea of anyone's full names. He couldn't really remember if they were shown on that TV Kerin saw when they first arrived at the government building, back in the vampire district. Ah well, what better way than to ask?

"What's your last names?" Kerin asked everyone in general asthe elevator lifted and silently ascended into the tower. It moved quite fast as it was only a few seconds before they had reached Shiro's floor. Kerin quickly escorted her out, pretty much pushing her onto her floor and opened the door for her to go in. She might be drugged, but she could figure out how to walk inside. He jumped back into the elevator and the doors closed, taking them up to Marisa's floor. The doors opened to a door, which Kerin opened first and led Marisa and Fang in. It was... quite beautiful. Better than Kerin had stayed in before. Ever. Though, the only things he had stayed in was a small church in the Human District and a dingy house in the Vampire District.

"....?" I felt Kerin slip from my grip, and I immediately turned around in confusion. Where was he...? Oh. I watched, a slight frown upon my face as he took Shiro from the guard and brought her over. She was soaking wet, miserable, and looked extremely intoxicated. She was silent, but you could definitely make out the mistrust, uncertainty and fear in her eyes. Fear? What did they give her, to make that happen? Oh well. I smiled nervously, and hopped into the elevator alongside Fang. He didn't pay Shiro much notice. Kerin, though, was quick to push her into a corner and take my hand. Shiro, being her odd drunken self, stared at the corner as if she was in time-out. I tilted my head at her, and then, at Kerin's out-of-the-blue question.

"Hau! Ryu-na-tta~! Marisa Ryunatta, Kerin-sama!!" I cry out almost immediately, swinging our hands along. Fang raises his eyebrows. "Uh, Yumigami...Please tell me you're not gonna address me by that name!" He grins jokingly. "Otherwise i'll address you as 'Sir Knight'." He laughs out. Shiro blinks and glances over her shoulder; mumbling something about eating before going back to staring at the corner. I blink even more. When we get to Shiro's room, Kerin doesn't hesitate to walk her in a bit, before pushing her in and coming back to the elevator. The psycho stumbles a bit, before falling to her knees dumbly. The elevator door closes.

When they open again, I am looking at my new room. A bed too big for someone my size, takes up the top left corner of the room. Not much occupies the rest, except for a closed door which must lead to a bathroom, as well as a small coffee table. "!!!" I smile widely, completely forgetting about the pity I once felt for Shiro. I love my bed! It's so...So... I fling myself face-first it. FLUFFY. I squirm around and manage to sit up. A big,gleaming smile appeared on my face. "This is SO COOL."

Because of my short attention span, it wasn't long before I was gaping out at the glass doors showing me the balcony. It was storming like no tomorrow! I huffed cutely, before glomping Kerin. "We still have a long, long time before Bern comes over, so lets get something to eat and watch the seventh Population Games!" Fang chuckled a bit, and ruffled my hair. "Alrighty, but we don't need you getting nightmares..."

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"Your plans will fail, my sweet lady. And when they do, your stories will be nothing but lies, your rebellion will be in vain, and war will rage for years until you are but a speck of dust." - Noh

"The lies of your world will be exposed. My rebellion will rein over your realm, and no longer will this time be plagued by war." - ???

"Ryanatta? Oh, no, Ryunatta? Okay, I got it. And I can't believe you remember me in the human district," Kerin laughed at Fang. He had next to no memory of Fang, only his face was vaguely familiar. Vaguely. Maybe if he stared at it hard enough, he could remember something. But that would be considered a little creepy. "You went to my school, right? Fang is just a nickname, isn't it? Because Fang doesn't sound as Japanese as Yumigami."

Kerin gave Marisa a bright grin as she happily frolicked her room, inspecting as much of her room as she possibly could, darting from one thing to the next. Kerin made his way out to the balcony, watching the storm. Oh look, some stairs. He poked his head out in the rain briefly to check where they led. The roof it seemed. That was pretty cool. Kerin was almost thrown to the ground as Marisa jumped on him.

"We still have a long, long time before Bern comes over, so lets get something to eat and watch the seventh Population Games!" She said, a bright, adorable smile on her face which Kerin could not help but smile back too.

"Alrighty, but we don't need you getting nightmares..." Fang gave Marisa's hair a ruffle.

"Where do we get food? The fridge?" Kerin towards his stomach. The last thing he ate was that blood capsule. Vampires needed to eat too, y'know. None of that "food turns to dust in the throat" rubbish.

I plant my face against the glass door, as Kerin questions Fang about his name. I already knew the answer, so I decided to watch outside. My nose squished, my golden eyes watch the rain attack the balcony mercilessly. Yes, there were stairs... Maybe if it cleared up soon, we could have the party on the rooftop! I was giving nature about four hours.

"Huh? Oh. Yea. I went by a different name in the Human District. I skipped school often, so I wouldn't put it against ya if ya don't remember me. Heck, we weren't in the same classes! But, Fang is the name I go by now." He shrugs, and moves himself back over to the open elevator. "Kitchen is gonna be in the dining room. Food is probably out for supper. Ya coming?" I perk up immediately, and attach myself to Kerin.

"Uuu! And then we find a T.V!" I cry out. For the twenty-third time today, I take Kerin's hand and drag him into the elevator. Once we're all inside, I stab my finger onto the correct floor. Underneath my feet, I feel us shoot downwards to our destination. We're there within seconds. And, what we are now staring at, is probably the most fancy dining room all of us have ever seen.

A glossy wooden flooring, accompanied by a beautiful hue of purple staining the four walls, takes my attention almost instantly. I step in, and admire the expensive artwork hung against the wall. Though I do not know the artists, I am simply floored by the creativity in their design. In the center of this room, is a large, golden table drapped by a black veil. Atop it, are the nesessities for dining. Expensive china plates with fancy cuttlery, as well as about a million spoons and forks. The table is lined at the center with stunningly fresh white roses, as well as three-point candle holders. The candles have not been lit, but by seeing the servant standing off by a door, they will be if we are seated.

Out of pure curiousity, I approach the female servant. Standing at about five feet, five inches, she wears this odd black and white uniform I have never seen before. It's black, mostly, but the apron is a stainless white. Her eyes are a blank aquamarine, as the stare at the floor. She seemed... Sad. I cocked my head to the side, and she looks up to see me. She's immediately startled not by my presense, but by how young I look. She stumbles back slightly with her eyes jumping to each point of my body. Slowly, she relaxes, and mumbles an apology.

I smile sweetly. "It's okeii!! I'm just wondering if we could have some food and eat! We wanna watch the previous games! Mew!" She blinks a bit at my request, and slowly slides herself into the next room. I patiently wait. She, and two others come back with our dishes.

What I see before me, is the most rich, sensational meal in history.A fluffy cloud of mashed potatoes center my plate. Surrounding it, are cut-up pieces of salmon, steak, and chicken. Between the trigram of these meats, is another to fill up the side gaps. Steamed veggies. Yum. Broccolli, califlower, and carrots... Delicious.

I take a long sniff of the foods, and thank the servant. She only nods, and points to a staircase. I give her a confused look. "Oh. Is that where we'll find a T.V? Thankies!" I give her a happy grin, before turning to Kerin and Fang. They too, have gotten their meals.

"Au au! Let's go!"

Chapter 3 - Amelia Kunjui - Angel District

Because of my cleansing, I do not notice the full extent of my actions right away. But as I settle myself into the elevator compartment, I really begin to think. 'Oh. You did it this time. He'll probably think I'm trying to infatuate him. When... Oh I don't even know why I did that! I guess because I wasn't thinking?' I sigh softly, and watch as he brushes past Bernkastel. I can only hope that he doesn't bring it up. Wonderful. Now I made an awkward air. I look around desperately for Pewita and Kaito. They're speaking off in a corner, and Pewita looked like she was getting angered over something... Hm.

When Shizuka is inside, I immediately jab my finger against the floor marked with his name, and then mine which just so happens to be the floor above his. I'm soaking wet. He's pretty wet himself. New clothing would be best. I cross my arms over the chest of my dress. I was thankful that most of the fabric was pink, but I was still conscious of the triangle space centering my chest where it was a creamy white color. Alright. Standing in the rain wasn't the best idea either. I was making wonderful choices today! My thoughts were dripping in sarcasm. 'Slapping my mother... Saying thatI hated her... Punching the game designer in the gut... Standing in the rain... Kissing Shizuka's cheek...' They were all bad decisions on my part, and I was surely gonna take karma full-throttle in the games. Just my luck...

The minute we stop at Shizuka's floor, I lightly nudge him into the hallway seperating the elevator, from his room. I give him a weak, painful smile at the touch I just given myself. Crap. I didn't think that through, either. I'm silent as the doors close between us. "...." When the elevator is on my floor, I dash out and throw myself at the door of my room. Opening it after a bit of fumbling, I fling myself onto my bed without a glance at the rest of my surroundings.

I don't pay mind to my soaked clothes. It's the least of my worries how dry my bed is. I worry about how I'll even bevable to survive a day in the arena. I cry. For no reason, but of how frightened I am of death. I had seen what happens in these games. What kind of things Natruo throws at the people inside... He's ruthless. He doesn't give mercy, and, above all else, he gives false hope. I cling to hope. And if I do in the arena, he'll kill me without the bat of an eyelash. And if his creations don't kill me, everything else, will. I'm built to be admired indoors. I've hardly spent any time outside. How can I know anything? The time... What's edible... What is going to kill me... None of that is within my knowledge. Killing? I wouldn't have the guts to do it if I had an easy kill before me. Fighting is out of the question... I'm useless. Completely useless.

When I finish crying into my blankets, I sit on the floor. My vision is blurred, but I can make out glimmering crystals and diamonds and gold... Even at my home, I was never in the presense of something this beautiful. A white carpet beneath me, with shimmering gold walls encasing me. A small table in the corner is where a potted lily lays. I calm to this scene, and I slid out of my clothing. Even my undergarments and corset are drenched. I take it all off, and head to the bathroom naked. The bathroom is just as glamorous. I don't explore much to find the fluffy white towels awaiting me. After drying off my body and what I can of my wings and hair, I go back into my room. Clothing... I spot a closet over by the table, and I approach it. When it is open, I can't help but stand there in amazement. Beautiful gowns hang by several poles, which slide back into the wall at the press of a button. But, there are also normal articles of clothing I have never worn in my life. It was all fancy dresses.

I was dressed in the most normal clothing I had ever worn. Wash out jeans snug to my skin... A long-sleeved purple shirt... A turtleneck was what it was called, I think. Just a plain purple, but I loved it. Looking myself over in the mirror, I brushed through my long, dirty blonde hair. I had washed off all my makeup, and for once... I could see my beautiful, original face. I loved this face. I didn't know why I needed to be under so many layers of makeup... I had ditched my corset into the garbage. I was never going to wear something like that again. I liked being able to breathe.

Once I was all cleaned and happy with my normal appearance, I left my room. My old clothing had been hung to dry inside, since it had still be storming horribly outside. I made my way to the elevator in only my flat white shoes. No heels... It felt amazing on my feet. I was relaxed. I was fresh. I was me. I stepped into the elevator, and went down to the dining room. I was starving. Shizuka was probably down there already. Maybe Kaito and Pewita as well. I put on a light smile, as the elevator doors opened.

This room was like a palace, no doubt. A chandilier hanging overhead of a stunning table of food. The walls were of soft shades. Blue...Green...White. It had a calming effect. As I stepped in, I noticed the male angel sitting down at this feast. I gave a slight wave,and squeaked out a hello, to Shizuka.

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"Your plans will fail, my sweet lady. And when they do, your stories will be nothing but lies, your rebellion will be in vain, and war will rage for years until you are but a speck of dust." - Noh

"The lies of your world will be exposed. My rebellion will rein over your realm, and no longer will this time be plagued by war." - ???

Kerin felt himself being dragged again by Marisa, this time again to the elevator. It took the three down to the Dining Room after a few seconds of travel, and it was as big and wonderful as Marisa's floor. It didn't take long for Marisa to toddle up to one of the people standing aimlessly around the floor and happily order something to eat. The person disappeared then reappeared with two others, the lady Marisa talking to giving her her own plate and the others passing a plate to Kerin and Fang. Indeed, as fancy as the room, all garnished, served with style and grace. It looked... fantastic.

"Oh," Kerin stopped the male waitor as he began to walk away. "Can I please have another plate of this and uh... something to munch on. Like snacks or something." The waitor nodded, disappeared into the kitchen and reappeared again with another plate and a bag of assorted party food. Kerin took a peek inside; chocolates, lollies, crisps, popcorn. Just bits and pieces. It was plenty. Kerin thanked the man as he returned into the kitchen. "For Shiro." He added to his companions as he gestured to his second plate.

"Au au! Let's go!" Marisa called Fang and Kerin, and followed behind as she trotted up the stairs. Upstairs was just as magnificent as downstairs. Though this one, was not full of food or fancy dining tables. It was video games, pool tables, giant TVs, stereos, arcade systems; pretty much anything fun. Kerin blinked at it all. Who possibly had the money for this all? Oh wait, the gods. Kerin walked over to one and simply picked it up. It wasn't heavy at all, though Kerin wasn't sure if that was a mix between they were light TVs or he was just so strong. It was a little awkward, two dinner plates in one hand, a bag on the arm, a TV in the other hand, though he would manage. He had relatively good balance and the elevators were quite steady. He gave Fang and Marisa a funny smile.

"For... Shiro?" I asked, looking at the two plates he held. It was beyond me how he could carry so much stuff, but I was more concerned with him having a plate for Shiro. What if the drugs were out of her system, and she attacked him? I was just beginning to protest, when Fang stepped in. His face make have looked happy and innocent now, but it was slightly grim earlier.

"Here, I'll take it off your hands," He took Shiro's plate from him, and grinned. "You guys start watching. I'll take it up. I need to change clothes, anyways!" Right. He was soaking wet. I giggled lightly, and looked at the trail of water he had made.

"Uu, okaii Fang. Be quick!" I ushered him to the elevator, and he was off. I looked back around the room. "Hmmm..." I wandered fora moment, before switching the gigantic television on. 'What would you like to watch?' It said on the screen. I plopped down in a beany chair. "Population Games, Seventh Season." I said clearly. Instantly the screen switched, and we were watching an interview. An interview of the contestants before the games. Sure enough, Bernkastel Vermillia was among them. Being fifteen, all of the competition was older than herself. Men that towered at 6'5, 220 pounds... Wisp-like women who were stealthy... She was clearly at a disadvantage phyically. But, if it came down to beauty, she would win hands down.

All the contestants were dressed up for the occassion. Sexy, beauty, handsome, strong, weak, smart, and blood-thirsty... They were all there. First vampires, then demons, humans, and angels... That was the order for the interview. Bern happened to be sixth for the interview. And if you thought Bern was dark and mysterious now, you should have seen her last year.

Her outfit was the most beautiful thing my eyes had ever laid upon. A dazzling, plain black dress that was fitted tight to her upper body, before fanning out greatly. It fell down in wisps at her knees. This was a strapless dress, so it showed all the curves on the demon. Her wings were as black as the night... Hair as dark as a raven... Glowing emerald eyes... She was the Queen of Darkness. The two burnt symbols on her shoulders especially stood out. Untouched, they were bloody and that only made her look more deadly, yet so... So beautiful. As she sat down to have the interview with a man named Venius Cloud, I couldn't help but whisper to myself. "She's beautiful... Underneath that witch hat and all that clothing... This is her?"

The interview had an edge to it I hadn't seen in the other ones. Bern obviously wasn't one for talking. She would answer questions with little detail, and she put no effort into these answers. However, she changed tramatically half-way through.

"... Bernkastel, what we want to know, is why you decided to say in the Demon District. Why?" Asked Venius, a slightly plump man wearing a striking black outfit. His blonde curls had some obviously dyed black streaks to them. His forest eyes were questioning.

Bern paused for a moment, and pretended to be busy fixing her dress. Finally, she answered. "Because I have someone to take care of," Venius made a face.

"Family?"

"No,"

"A friend?"

"Somewhat,"

Now Venius was leaning back in his chair in thought. "A boy?" There is another brief pause.

Kerin thanked Fang, put the TV down where Marisa instructed (though he was under the impression he would be putting it somewhere in her room) and joined her in a chair next to her. Even the chairs themselves were of the best quality; the most comfortable Kerin's ass had ever felt. He shuffled around a little and tucked his legs up next to him to try and retain his heat. As Marisa started up last year's population games, Kerin put the bag he had gotten earlier aside and dug into the food on his plate. It was extremely delicious. The meat was perfectly cooked and the vegetables perfectly steamed. Though Kerin wouldn't admit it aloud, the blood sauce on the steak was the cream of the cake. Ah... so good. He pulled himself away from his food for a minute to watch Bern's interview. How odd. She looked so... naked without her hat.

"Bern has a crush? But she's so...Emotionless... Au..." Marisa's voice rang as the next interview started. Kerin looked at her, chewing slowly.

"Well, she was hanging out with that other demon," Kerin tapped his lip thoughtfully. "You know, the one the tattoo snake tried to get on? But I'm not sure if that's an alliance or something... different." He let out a small cough. "Besides, everyone has someone, right?" He added with a smile. Kerin himself always had someone to think about; his family. Though he could never reach them, he always thought about what would happen if they were to meet again. And now, he had Marisa and Fang. His first vampire friends.

"Oh..." I mumble softly, looking back at the screen. "I didn't really have anyone.... My dad was...Um... A bully. And mama was scared... Dad kidnapped her and they died." I whisper softly, picking at my food. I have no interest for the meat, so I only eat what I can of the potatoes and veggies. When I'm watching the television, everything suddenly stops. I'm staring at this older woman from the Human District. A huge woman with broad shoulders, muscled limps, and a six pack. With black hair, and the same olive eyes as Fang, I have no doubt in my mind, when I see her name flash on the screen when it's the end of her interview.

Presia Yumigami.

I stumble not to drop my plate, and I watch this woman wide-eyed. She was... Fang's older sister? Was that why he was so willing to leave? I set down my plate, and slowly nuzzle myself into Kerin's side. Nobody survived these games, except Bernkastel. My face goes pale, as I come to the realization that Fang watched his sister die last year, and is participating this year. The angel interviews go unnoticed by me, and the screen flickers to the opening of the games. The participants are in a small field of tall grass, while just outside, is a rain forest. Immediately I pick out Presia and Bernkastel. The two are directly beside eachother on their metal plates.

3....2....1. The cannon sounds, and before I can even blink, Bernkastel is over by what every refers to, as the Karma Heap. Basically, it's a pile of supplies and weapons set before the participants at the start of the game. Bern easily picks out the best supplies, which includes a District bag, tent supply, the Lemon Bag, and finally, the Gadget Pack. Those are the most expensive things set out in the games, and she got them all before anyone came within ten feet of the heap. She didn't even touch the weapons. Immediately, she was out of the and carrying all this stuff by flight.

Presia is the fourth person at the pile. She fights over the rights to a sword, before making do with a mace and clubbing the male over the head. She takes back the sword with ease, grabs a jacket, and runs out in the opposite direction of Bern. The fight goes on in the field for quite some time. In total, five people are already dead. Eleven people left.

Now we watch, as all of them slowly die out in the rain forest. It rains alot, but this is literal, acid rain. It burns the flesh and leaves you screaming. Humming birds with long beaks skewer participants through their arms, legs, neck... Another four are dead by sunrise. The next few days, are silent. Bernkastel seems to be holding the camera's attention. She has made a camp. Everything she'll ever need, is in this area just by the electric barrier circling the arena. Tent, fishing supplies, rope, food, water, night vision goggles, and a knife... She's all set. It only becomes clear what happened to her gadgets, when a huge man goes to attack her, and he's suddenly upside down in a tree. A vampire. This vampire is screaming bloody murder, as Bern sits there. Sipping her water and watching him thrash about like he's a bird. After an hour of him throwing fireballs, only for them to be caught and thrown into the nearby acid stream, does Bern do something about him. In the most casual way, she walks over to the tree and touches the wire. The vampire is screaming for her to spare him, but it's no use. With little emotion, Bern flicks the wire and goes inside her tent to sleep. It rains during the night, and there are screams of mercy. When Bern comes out in sunrise, there is nothing left of the man. The acid ate right through to even his bones.

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"Your plans will fail, my sweet lady. And when they do, your stories will be nothing but lies, your rebellion will be in vain, and war will rage for years until you are but a speck of dust." - Noh

"The lies of your world will be exposed. My rebellion will rein over your realm, and no longer will this time be plagued by war." - ???

"I didn't really have anyone.... My dad was...Um... A bully. And mama was scared... Dad kidnapped her and they died," Marisa said softly. Kerin tucked his arm around her. How awful, for one so young to have their whole family stolen away from you. Though surely Marisa wasn't that blind.

"I'm sorry," Kerin gave her a small hug. "I didn't used have anyone either, but I always... I always thought about them. But now, it's only been a little while, but I have someone now." Kerin smiled at her. "And so do you! Me and Fang, right? We're your friends?" Kerin let out a small laugh. How embarrassing would it be if she said no? Oh boy. Kerin moved his eyes back to the television to watch the rest of the interviews, watching as one by one, a teenager came up, answered some questions, then left. This went on for a little, each teen telling their story (they all seemed quite similar to Kerin) until Marisa pulled her face into Kerin's chest. Confused, his eyes switched between the TV and her. There was an older girl being interviewed at the moment. Did Marisa know her? She was from the human district and her name was... wow, Kerin had no idea how to pronouce that. The last name seemed easy enough, Yu-mi-ga... oh. Oh. That was... Fang's last name. Oh.

As he watched the games commence, his stomach took a turn. This was... this was disgusting. Probably the most disgusting thing Kerin had ever seen in his life. Acid rain? And the blood, there was lots of it. How could he have ever watched this before without being completely... without completely hating it. This was such a stupid and crazy idea. Bernkastel though, seemed to just cruise through the whole thing. Was this exactly the same as what would happen this year? Would five of them die within the first day or so? He gritted his teeth and put his plate down as he lost his appetite. He hoped that Bernkastel had something good planned. What was the deal with Bernkastel anyway?

"So when are we having this party?" He cleared his throat out. It was a pretty poor attempt to lighten the mood, but it would have to do. He couldn't pull his eyes away from the slaughter on the television. It was like watching contortionists. They were disgusting, but it was just hard to pull your eyes away; you just had to see what they did next and how they ended their routine. Their big finale.

"Kerin-sama isn't my friend," I mumble softly, listening to the subtle sounds of Bern switching the trap back on. I nuzzle deeper into Kerin. "I think Kerin-sama can be my brother. He'd be a good brother, mew..." I look up at him, and smile. Yup. My brother. He could be the sibling I never had.

"Uhm. Ten. It's....8:45 right now. Uu."

I look back at the screen, as a voice catches my attention. Presia's voice. Jacket over her shoulders and the sword in hand, she's running heavily through the forest; hot on the heels of a vampire. She opens out her jacket, takes out a knife, and it digs right into the spine of the vampire. Now Presia is on top of the vampire. This female blood-sucker is swearing that she'll kill Presia. Presia only sighs, rolling the knife along her fingers.

"Well, a compromise would be to change me into a vampire. Then we'll hunt down Bernkastel together." The vampire grumbles, since she has no choice but to obey. The screen flickers back to Bern, just as the vampire bites Presia, and Presia digs the knife into her throat. Bern is doing her usual weird stuff. Drawing pentagrams in the dirt. Mumbling spells. At one point, she summons a huge snake. But it all disappears within seconds. Then, she looks up to find Presia holding a gun to her head.

I give out a tiny squeak. "T-there's one empty gun in the game. You have to find the bullets hidden around..."

Bern only smiles lightly, and offers her a piece of fruit. Presia, not expecting this, slowly lowers her gun. Within the hour, the two become allys and friends. Bern allows her to drink her blood, in exchange for Presia's station as guard. Down to the last four, the two final people; an angel and a demon, find their way to the camp and attack Presia. Presia manages to shoot the demon, but he easily stabs her gut with her own sword. Bern comes out just to see Presia collapse.

The angel and demon back off slightly as Bern grabs Presia in her arms. Bernkastel doesn't say any kind words. She's silent as she stares into Presia's dying eyes. When the woman speaks for the final time, Bern looks... Saddened.

"I...Just wanted to see my little brother again... Am I dying?" Bern nods, and watches, as the woman goes limp; eyes still open.

When Bern moves, the angel backs slightly with obvious fear in her eyes. The demon is confused. Until Bern looks up at them. Blood-stained red eyes.

"You didn't need to kill her. She was a vampire. It wouldn't affect your winnings... But... That was a fatal mistake on your part." She takes her bloodie hand to her face, and looks at it calmly. "I suggest begging for your lives. You will regret killing her, and not me." She licks the blood off her fingers, and bares her teeth. Two of them which are more defined than the others.

"Nothing. Nobody, can kill me now."

With a quick, sliding movement, it's all over. I watch as a gigantic snake comes out from Bern's palm, and eats the demon whole. The angel, terrified, flees. No use. Bern is quick to catch her. She whispers into her ear.

"You... I'll kill anyone who hurts the people I care for. Now with nobody left, but him, I won't hold back, until he's safe for an eternity. Long live, Lord Ashura." And with a quick motion, Bern snaps the angel's neck.
Chapter 3- Bernkastel Vermillia - Demon District

I close my eyes. What I see, is everything I must do before the games begin. Did I miss anything? Are there any gaps to this plan? None that I am aware of. Just stick to the plan, and everything will go smoothly. Only small conversations can be made outside the schedule. Nothing more, nothing less. Follow each move I make, and think about how it will affect the outcome of the future. No guessing. I have to be completely certain of everything. There are no second chances.

I open my eyes, just as the elevator door slides away. As expected, nothing has changed when it came to style and decor. I step into the dining room silently. Everything is the same, so I only give a few glnces here and there. It's the same pattern of dark colors as last time. Dark blues...Reds...Purples...Black. The odd white. I seat myself down on a wooden chair with red csions. Before us, is an elegant black table cloth with a few unlit candles here and there. Besides the red rose petals, its empty. However, it won't be for long. A male servant approaches me, and asks if I am ready for supper. I nod, and direct my attention accompanying me in this room. He also, just happens to be my ally.

"Please, sit and eat... I would like to know your strengths so I can be a better ally to you. The same goes for you. Since there is nobody to hear, feel free to ask anythng." I watch as the servant comes back with my meal. He must have remembered me from last year, because my portion is much, much smaller compared to a regular meal. A bit of chicken, veggies, bread, cheese, and some fruit. I don't eat much, so food is never a problem in the arena. Water, is the main difficulty. Nothing can live long without water. Even then, water sources are usually tainted.

"I suppose you have come to the conclusion that Ryuu is stupid as well...?" I ask. I take the knife given to me for my chicken, and instead cut a tiny slit in my thumb. Silently, I draw a symbol on my wrist. After a few seconds, my blood turns into a rest smoke and manifests beside me. What forms, in none other than Mammon. Wearing her blood-colored dress with bones lining across it, she snickers. "It's hilarious, really~ I didn't even feel a thing!" I look at Mammon, and pass her my fruit. "You're just too good at playing dead, Mammon."

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"Your plans will fail, my sweet lady. And when they do, your stories will be nothing but lies, your rebellion will be in vain, and war will rage for years until you are but a speck of dust." - Noh

"The lies of your world will be exposed. My rebellion will rein over your realm, and no longer will this time be plagued by war." - ???

"Kerin-sama isn't my friend," Marisa said, nuzzling closer to Kerin. He felt his heart drop into his feet and a lump rise into his throat. Did she really mean that? What were friends then, if they weren't this? "I think Kerin-sama can be my brother. He'd be a good brother, mew..." Kerin exhaled and almost slapped himself in the head. Right, his sister. She would be his Dana. No, wait. No, she would be his Marisa. She was not like Dana, or Nora or ... Quinn. He couldn't just replace his family. No, she was Marisa.

"Thank you," Kerin said and pulled his eyes back to the television. Fang's sister was a good fighter, he could see. She kept her calm, even turning into a vampire for the sake of the competition. Kerin screwed up his face as he watched the vampire bite the girl, then the vampire's neck immediately being severed by the girl. Who would... want that? He looked away for a little, inspecting the buckle on the cuff on his wrist until he heard Bernkastel's voice again. Oh good, at least Bernkastel was capable of alliances. And when the angel and demon attacked, she fought quite valiantly. And when the girl died, she avenged her with a giant snake. A... snake? Was that the one on her arm? Though that wasn't the only question he had for Marisa.

"What happens if a vampire was to bite a demon or an angel? And do the rules change for Humans who change? Like, are they still considered a human if a them and a vampire from the vampire district remain?" Kerin fiddled with the buckle again. "Oh, and do you think... that snake is the one from Bernkastel's arm?"

He smiled again. He sure felt stupid, asking someone who was at least 5 years younger than he was so many questions.

-As I stepped out of the helicopter, I was immediately blown back in, or at least I would have been had I not grabbed the door frame. I pulled myself outside, accepting the umbrella offered to me, and an idea hatched in my brain, but I didn't allow my smirk to be seen. I made good show of trying to control the umbrella, before it was ripped out of my hand and sent flying towards that heli, and the corrupt game master. Silently hurrying on, I tried to ignore the daggar rain that seemed to have inconveniently shown up to pester us. Our building was kind of a let-down, as I had been suspecting a more grand apperence, but it looked like no one had touched the place in years.

I turned my head slightly so that I could see the others of my race, and how far back they were, and to my slight suprise, saw that they were already at the elevator. As I walked over, I heard Fausto trying to sweetalk Nokoto, and it seemed to be working, but I could also sense a false tone in which he was speaking. As Fausto let go of her hand, he seemed to turn away and continue scowling at something. I walked past him into the open elevator, and when I was close enough, I whispered something in his ear quickly, yet his voice was stone cold "Don't say something you don't mean with your heart. I don't want anything more sorrowful than this,"I said gesturing to the situation we were in"happening while we are here, got it?"

-Stepping past him I walking into the elevator, I waited for the rest of us to file into the elevator, then I pushed Fausto's button first with an emotionless face. He was on the second floor, I was on the 3rd, and Nokoto was 4th. As the door opened for Fausto, I shoved him a bit, and I guessed he would probably flip me off so I just leaned back and closed my eyes until the doors shut. I then pushed Nokoto's button, and just in case she asked, I said that I had something to take care of. As the door opened, he did a wide fancy gesture with both of his hands, pointing towards her door, a slight smile on my face, just for looks. When she had left, I pressed the button to go back to the ground level, slightly hoping that that helicopter and Natruo were both gone, and thankfully they were. Raike surveyed the area the best that he could in that disaster weather before spotting the Demon district building, and scowling.

"I have to climb that thing?.... or use the elevator..." I thought as I began walking over there. I was time to pay a visit to Bernkastel...and see what those other alliances were planning, maybe even join one if he had to.-

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Chapter 3 - Nokoto - Human District

"....?"

Alright. There isn't much I get, but everyone here must be bipolar or simply crazy. To my left, I have Ryuu being extremely silent as he watches the game designer and Bernkastel. What was going through his mind? Murder, probably. He was the more stereotypical demon of the four. Honestly, he was too stupid and rash to be a threat. Bernkastel, is being friendly, but also rather mean. Does that even make sense? Well, from the way she's with the two vampires and dowsing the other named Shiro... Well, I don't know what to think. On the helicopter, she was trying to stay silent, but situations kept arising where she needed to speak. I've seen her play in the previous games, so I know most of what she is capable of. She was a definite threat, but she would probably leave the humans alone since it wouldn't effect her winning the games. But then there's Fausto. The sweet, optimistic boy from the train. He keeps contorting his face slightly as if he's in pain.

Raike, being Raike, whispers something to him which immediately makes Fausto angered. But only for a second. He composes himself and gets into the elevator with us. The second we're at Fausto's floor, Raike shoves him out of the elevator. I sweatdrop. What the heck was going on? Like I knew. I just went with the flow. I didn't really pay much attention to Fausto's reaction, but I smiled when Raike said he had something to do.

"Mysterious~ Don't get yourself into a mess." I warn, but it isn't much of a warning because i'm smiling. Atleast he wasn't as hostile as Ryuu.

When I came to my floor, I gave an awkward wave, and left him be in the elevator. Great. Now what was I supposed to do? Fausto wasn't in the best mood... Jin was psychotic... And Raike was doing something shady. He'll probably come back with an injury of some sort. He was up to something sneaky, most likely... I was NOT curious enough to follow him. Sighing, I enter my new room.

The place reminds me of a fancy hotel my former home lived beside. An expensive place with servants and all imaginable. This, was what I pictured to be inside such a place. Soft, welcoming white carpets... Creamy yellow walls... A white-framed bed with light blue blankets. Yup. Exactly so. I take my time exploring the place, because I have nothing better to do. I'm relieved not to find anything suspicious poking around. The bathroom is a blinding room of white. Within ten minutes, I'm done exploring and now tucked deep into my bed. With the lights off, I can watch the flashes of lightning bounce off my walls. I'm not hungry. Not after everything I've been through. Sleep is what I need, and sleep, I do.

Chapter 3 - Raike Destan - Human District

-Raike pressed the button that spelled out the name of the person he aimed to see, "Bernkastel" and silently waited until he arrived at her floor. As the doors opened, he found that she was not there. Cursing, he went over the places that she might be, and found that he couldn't think of one, since he knew nothing about her. He could just wait till she came but that would probably give her the wrong idea. What about the angels?

He hadn't really talked to any of them on the heli ride, and for some odd reason, he was slightly concerned about Amelia, then again, he didn't feel like walking all the way there, specially in this rain. Sighing he decided to check out the training room, since he needed some practice anyway. As the elevator doors closed, his jacket was caught between the doors, he pulled on it until it came free, breaking of the zipper, which irritated him slightly. All of this, he would at least be able to take out on the training dummies or whatever they had. A tiny flame flickered on his finger, before going out just as quickly.

Just as he was at the ground floor, he remembered something that he probably should have thought of at the beginning. The entertainment room was right above the dining hall, at least in his own district's dorm, and perhaps it would be the same with the demons. He pushed the button for the desired room, and waited with slight impatience as the elevator quickly acended the floors until it finally stopped at the entertainment room. He didn't really even want to know what "entertained" demons, so he paid little attention to those things, and headed for the steps. He cursed himself slightly for bringing metal grip bottom boots, as they slowed his progress drastically, as he wanted to make no sound.

When he was close enough to make out the voices talking, he stopped, and sat on the steps, listening.-

"Please, sit and eat... I would like to know your strengths so I can be a better ally to you. Since there is no one to hear, feel free to ask anything." Raike recognised that voice as one that belonged to Bernkastel. Raike guessed that she was talking to someone else, but who? Normally he would be against eavesdropping, but his life actually might depend on doing it, so in this case, he had no problem with it.

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Xavier moves his eyes over to Bernkastel's form, and from what he could see from the awkward position, was that her eyes were shut...Why would she do that? Was she in deep thought? If so, what was she thinking about? Him? The Games? Why? And why am I asking all these questions? "........" He hears a soft 'ding' enter his ears. Xavier sighs lightly, moving himself through the elevator at a slow pace. Oh how he didn't want to be here....

Slowly, quietly, and peacefully, Xavier walked through the elevator. "...." They were in a dining room of some sort, and dark colors flowed throughout the room. His favorite of the colors were those on the rose petals scattered across the table. Red. Although, the room was so...so...big. It made Xavier oddly uncomfortable, being in such a monstrous sized room. He had lived his whole life in the same, miniature, riggity on the outside excuse for a house his entire life. Most would call his 'house' a shack if they didn't see the inside. Gosh...Just this room made him feel uncomfortable...How was he going to sleep?! "........" Xavier watches as the servant blatanly ignores him, and immediately goes into the kitchen after talking with Bernkastel. Hmph.

"Please, sit and eat... I would like to know your strengths so I can be a better ally to you. The same goes for you. Since there is nobody to hear, feel free to ask anything."

Xavier moves from his awkward standing, and moves to the seat opposite of Bernkastel. He sits down, leaning back into the chair, his eyes resting on the table. Almost immediately, the servant comes back out, two platters in each of his hands, and placing them out before Bern & Xavier. "....?" Xavier blinks when he sees his meal. They just...gave him a whole chicken. It even has sides with it too. "....." He doesn't say a word about it, but takes small bite out of his platter. Xavier never was able to eat such large meals all the time. He'd prefer to eat a necessary amount, then save the rest to eat for a later date. You have to be smart with your food when you don't buy it.

"I suppose you have come to the conclusion that Ryuu is stupid as well...?" He nods silently, keeping his half unconcealed eyes locked on his food, taking a small sip of the water presented to him. Well, it wasn't very hard to think that everyone has come to the conclusion that Ryuu is stupid. Everyone. "...." Out of the top of his eye, he can see Bern prick her thumb, make a symbol, then smoke. "..............?" His eyes trail up from his food, to the red haired woman from before. Mammon. "It's hilarious, really~ I didn't even feel a thing!" Xavier looks all the way up, not hearing Bernkastel's words to the woman. Xavier speaks softly. ".....I knew you weren't dead...." There's not even a hint of surprise on his face from seeing Mammon. He wasn't lying.

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"When I'm called off, I gotta saw off, squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off!"

Mammon smiles at Xavier with sharp, pointed teeth, before a piece of fresh pineapple becomes their victim. "You're a smart boy. Believe or not, most in that flying death trap think I'm dead... Foolish." She plucks a grape into her mouth, as her razor, strawberry colored eyes fall onto me. I take the glass of cold water into my hand, and give it a gentle sip. "... What Mammon is saying, is that anyone who knows Mammon is alive, will become either allies, or strong enemies. I already know the little vampire knows, but she won't be a problem. Her and those two male vampires. I'm not sure about anyone else, however. Hadn't had the means to make contact with them." I set my glass back down, and look directly at Xavier. "I don't like being the only one to be talking... If you think that if your silence proves capability, you're wrong. I learned that my first year here. If people know you have knowledge, they keep you around in order to obtain information." My right hand is busy spinning my fork, when I say; "And to be honest, I want to keep you around for a time extended past the games... It's hard to find decent intelligence these days."

From the corner of my eye, I see Mammon scrunch up her eyebrows and perk up. Though, I don't worry much about this, since Mammon is... Weird. I finish up my meal quickly, to continue conversation. "Well, I will be busy most of tonight. The vampires want me to go to some... Party. Ten o'clock. And after..." I look back at my drink. Mammon finishes for me. "Fausto will die tonight!"

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"Your plans will fail, my sweet lady. And when they do, your stories will be nothing but lies, your rebellion will be in vain, and war will rage for years until you are but a speck of dust." - Noh

"The lies of your world will be exposed. My rebellion will rein over your realm, and no longer will this time be plagued by war." - ???

Xavier blinks when Mammon smiles at him. She was....interesting, to say the least. Well, who wouldn't be interested when she just came out of Bernkastel's blood? Honestly? "You're a smart boy. Believe or not, most in that flying death trap think I'm dead... Foolish." His eyes trail along to Bernkastel as Mammon's does. Xavier lightly takes an apple into his hand, examining it for any imperfections, then taking a bite out of it. His eyes go back to Bern a split second after. "... What Mammon is saying, is that anyone who knows Mammon is alive, will become either allies, or strong enemies. I already know the little vampire knows, but she won't be a problem. Her and those two male vampires. I'm not sure about anyone else, however. Hadn't had the means to make contact with them." Her eyes move over to him, the chocolate brown and emerald green eyes meeting. Xavier wished he could cover his pair badly. "...." Xavier continues to keep himself silent, which was an easy challenge. He still didn't quite feel very comfortable with this whole 'Communicating to others' thing. Bernkastel speaks up. "I don't like being the only one to be talking... If you think that if your silence proves capability, you're wrong. I learned that my first year here. If people know you have knowledge, they keep you around in order to obtain information."

Xavier blinks profusely, his eyes wanting to narrow, while Xavier doesn't allow them. He didn't mean anything by being silent. Nothing at all. You know, is there anything wrong with being quiet? Not to Xavier anyway. Not at all. "Well, I will be busy most of tonight. The vampires want me to go to some... Party. Ten o'clock. And after..." .... "Fausto will die tonight!"

Xavier hardly cared of either of those sentences. He didn't care if Fausto died, he didn't care that she was going to a party. Although...he was concerned of why SHE of all people was going to a party....But that wasn't his concern "....Is there a problem for my peacefulness...? I'm the one not causing chaos..unlike the others...One's being a guarddog, one is completely arrogant and foolish, another, or some others, were kissing a moment ago 'I believe', and almost all of them are LOUD...." He freezes. Did he...of all people...just say all that? To another person? And did he raise his voice at the end..? Even if it was only slightly, Xavier Ray Harrah, did rise his voice. What the hell was going on?! "!!!" He lowers his head to the table, his fingers on the table fiddling around with one another. "........Sorry."

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"When I'm called off, I gotta saw off, squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off!"

"Nyuu~!" Once the games are over, I nuzzle my head under Kerin's arm and hug him tightly. He asks me questions. Well, I was expecting him to. He needed to know how the games worked so that his performance would be at its best. And, he would look silly if he asked a question about the games to anyone else. I was happy to help my brother.

"Uuu, nothing happens to angels or demons or gods if they're bitten. Healing abilities are like 'No poison in this body!'" I giggle. "Let's say a human turned into a vampire, as well as real vampire are left. The new vampire would win as a human if they didn't bite anyone. If they did bite someone, they are judged as a vampire, and only one can win. If there is a human and a new vampy left, both win automatically, even if the vampy hasn't bitten anyone." I explain this with little gestures of my hands. I know this because I've seen both senarios play out. I add a little more. "So really, two 'humans' could win a year. The reason they are given a bonus like this, is because they're at a disadvantage here. Sure, they know more about weapons, but everyone else here has speed, strong magic, strength and wings."

I pause at the last question, and look back at the blank screen. "I dunno, mew. Maybe they're the same... Ask Bern." I check the time. "Uu, its 9:15! Where's Fang, Kerin-sama? He's been gone the entire time..."

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"Your plans will fail, my sweet lady. And when they do, your stories will be nothing but lies, your rebellion will be in vain, and war will rage for years until you are but a speck of dust." - Noh

"The lies of your world will be exposed. My rebellion will rein over your realm, and no longer will this time be plagued by war." - ???

"Magic," Kerin laughed. Yeah, despite how much he had heard that he could probably do magic, he had never shown any sign of it, or even tried. Something else he'd probably have to learn. Though he was perfectly fine with using his fists to solve problems. And ask Bernkastel? No thank you. If there was something he wanted to do, was to stay on her good side. Unless showing initiative was a trait. Then he had no idea.

"Uu, its 9:15! Where's Fang, Kerin-sama? He's been gone the entire time..." Marisa sounded worried. Kerin looked at a nearby clock. She was right, he had been gone the entire time. At least fourty-five minutes. That was a while to go up and down the elevator.

"Well, he went up to see Shiro and... wait, you don't think Shiro woke up, do you?" Kerin exchanged looks between the elevator and Marisa. He held her up as he got to his feet and quickly stepped over to the elevator. She wouldn't have... killed him yet, would he? No, she couldn't have possibly. She had been ditzy for the past few hours and shown little sign of waking up. If she attacked, she would be slow and Fang could dodge. Hopefully.

-Raike's eyes narrowed as he heared the demon's voice. Mammon, he was sure, as he wasn't one to forget important things. It had also seemed well, impossible for something like Mammon to be killed by being smashed repeatedly like that. Well, that little piece of info would come in handy... a demon that can't die, for it is already dead... interesting. He then heard Bernkastel say that those who had knowlage of Mammon's existence would become either allies, or strong enemies, and Raike wouldn't mind being her ally, and becoming an enemy of hers would probably be screwing himself over.

As he was about to leave, he heard another peice of news. Apparently, either Bernkastel or Mammon was going to kill Fausto tonight, and for some reason, he didn't care much, but then he did. Conflicted, he leaned a bit closer, in an attempt to hear better. There seemed to be some kind of party happening tonight, invitation only, which Raike really didn't mind, but for some reason, he had a feeling he was being watched. He tunred his head so that he could see behind him, and observed that the stairway was clear, so he shook his head and went back to what he was doing before.-

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My eyes do not waver from Xavier as he finally begins to speak. Was he really that uncomfortable talking to two people? He was going to just hate the interview, then. I listen. Pushing my hair out of the way, I'm quite surprised to hear him say that much in one sitting. "......" I stand up, and weave myself over to his side of the table. I couldn't have him thinking I meant what he thought. I inhale, and touch my finger against his shoulder. Like before, a string of the rain water is removed, and I throw this water off in a random direction.

"The train ride, Xavier. I have nothing against your peaceful stance, but I'd like it if you stayed alive in the games. You need to win. If you win, you can go back to your... Living quarters or the Victor's District... And be at peace." Slowly, I lean down and wrap my arms around his form. This gesture is commonly reffered to, as a hug. It's a light hug, but I'm doing it to soothe him. "... When I touch people, I can feel their thoughts. Don't worry about how you'll sleep tonight. I'll figure something out... Can't have you tired for training... Right, Mammon?"

I look back just to see the rest of her humanoid appearance go up into a red smoke. The cloud of smoke immediately darts for the entertainment room. Of course. She probably got bored. Well, I'm just glad I no longer smell the blood that stains her dress... It's a smell I can never get used to.

"... I shouldn't be too long. If it isn't raining, i'll fly back so I don't have to see Natruo beating Ryuu to a pulp. I'll help you sleep,"

Chapter 3 - Fang Yumigami - Vampire District

"Daxity, you have to eat..."

My voice is soft, as I push the plate back in front of her. There I was, soaking wet, coaxing the girl named Shiro to eat. She wouldn't even take a blood capsule... Her eyes are trained on the plate, but I know she still isn't convinced. I sigh lightly, and reach my hand out to stroke what little amount of hair she has upon her head. She freezes, and her eyes dart around the room. Her eyes colored in crimson light. She has been shutting out my existance the entire time. My fingers sail between the strands. Even though she has so little hair, it's soft. Like a ravens feathers. "Daxity...Please, eat..." I go to take her hand, and she snaps. She screams out in some form of pain, fear and denial, as she backpedals towards the bathroom. I follow her. "Daxity--Stop!" I rush forward just as she finds a pair of scissors. She's aiming them at her wrist, when I throw them out of her hands and grab her shoulder. She's gone completely off the bend. She's crying and screaming.

"No! No! No! Stop! They're inside me! Stop! No! They're in my!!" She's struggling wildly to claw at her wrists, and even with my strength, I find it difficult to pin her onto her back. She's thrashing and screaming and kicking...

"Daxity! You're fine! There aren't any maggots, so stop!" She stops immediately, and stares at me. Her eyes are in fear, but I can see that she is trying hard to surface again.

"Get off me you stupid--!! I'll kill you!" She screams at me. But, I don't. I keep myself sitting on her with her arms pinned beside her head.

"Daxity, you know I can't do that," I say softly, looking into eyes. She snaps back immediately. "My name isn't Daxity, you stupid gorilla! My name is Shiro!" I manage to keep my cool now, but I'll snap if I can't get to the morphine under the sink. I see it right there... Needles with the stuff...

I jump when I feel a hand placed on my shoulder. Shiro begins screaming even more and kicking. It's Marisa. She looks extremely frightened of Shiro's current state, but she helps me. Silently, she crawls over to the sink and takes a few needles from the compartment.

"Don't you DARE stick those in me, you dolled little girl! I'll-" Marisa jams a needle into her neck, and that immediately cuts her to silence. The fluid drains into her neck, and she stops kicking. Marisa puts another needle, more gently, into Shiro's arm. Her body relaxes underneath me, and I let her arms go. I take the last needle, and put it into her other arm. Her eyes become hazed, and I slowly stand up off of her. I thank Marisa quietly, and the little girl nods, before hiding behind Kerin. Shiro lays there for a moment, blinking. "....?" She sits up and rubs her eyes. I sigh in relief. It worked.

I turn to Marisa curiously, fixing my clothes which felt really gross and weird after that struggle. "How long were you two watching?" Marisa looks at the door, then the plate, then finally at Shiro. "She tried hurting herself, mew." She says quietly. I am nodding, when Shiro clings to me from behind. Her pale, scrawny arms around my chest. I mumble under my breath as I sweatdrop. "Um..."

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"Your plans will fail, my sweet lady. And when they do, your stories will be nothing but lies, your rebellion will be in vain, and war will rage for years until you are but a speck of dust." - Noh

"The lies of your world will be exposed. My rebellion will rein over your realm, and no longer will this time be plagued by war." - ???

"The train ride Xavior. I have nothing against your peaceful stance, but I'd like it if you stayed alive in the games." These words from Bernkastel's lips. Raike felt that he wasn't going to get anything out of listening anymore, but just as he turned to go, he heard something that caused him to curse slightly under his breath.-

"Can't have you tired for training...right Mammon?" But there was no answer. As he turned his neck slightly, he saw the beginning of the Demon's vapor form, and it seemed to be heading for him. Raike cursed again, as there was nothing he could do at that point. If he tried to run, his boots would make too much noise so Bern and Xavior would hear. If he didn't move, Mammon would catch him spying.

He sighed, and decided to take up a relaxed position on the stairs, crossing his arms behind his head and closing his eyes, waiting for the demon to materialize.-

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i’Ve gOt tO BeLiEvE At wHaT My hEaRt tElLs iN Me, EvEn iF It’s a fAkE ThInG

Xavier kept his eyes on the table, his fingers continued to fiddle with one another, but they all froze when Bernkastel weaved over to his side of the table. She was so...so...No. Odd wasn't the word Xavier could use to describe her anymore. Different. Unique. Those would be words Xavier would use for Bern. Different than the other people he has met. She's better than them. Which, compared to the people he's met isn't saying much, but the whole concept of him thinking something highly of another IS saying much. "....."

Bernkastel lightly touches his shoulder, all the water sucked off of his body, and flung in a random direction. Courtesy of Bern of course. "......" Xavier begins to unfreeze, but quickly becomes startled when she wunds her arms around him. "The train ride, Xavier. I have nothing against your peaceful stance, but I'd like it if you stayed alive in the games. You need to win. If you win, you can go back to your... Living quarters or the Victor's District... And be at peace." He blinks. Why was she so..so..caring? Was that the word? Notheless, she seemed very..worried. "... When I touch people, I can feel their thoughts. Don't worry about how you'll sleep tonight. I'll figure something out... Can't have you tired for training... Right, Mammon?" .....Uh.......Mammon's disappeared into a red vapor, Bern can hear his thoughts, and he's being hugged.

"......" Slowly and hesitantly, Xavier moves his arms. He doesn't quite know what he's doing, and his normality is practically screaming at him to not do what he's thinking. Metaphorically speaking of course. And was he even thinking? Xavier felt like he was drugged, but he know he isn't. What was this? Once Xavier has his arms fully around Bern, he does something he'd never do. He leaned in, and kissed her. "...."

".....!!!" A few seconds later, Xavier realizes what he's doing. He was KISSING, Bernkastel Vermilia. K-I-S-S-I-N-G! He pulls back, his eyes fully widened due to the kiss, his face now turned away, and his cheeks tinted with a bright red.

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Kerin tried to help Fang with Shiro as Marisa crawled over to the sink, but she was too squirmy for him. If he tried to force her into place, he'd probably break her arm or something. Marisa returned with a few syringes, holding them up and ready to pierce her arm.

"You know how to use those?" Kerin blinked at her. As she went for Shiro's arm, Kerin grabbed it to hold it steady. Once, twice, three times Marisa injected Shiro with three different syringes. The psychopathic vampire shut up almost instantly and went back to her dozy state. He had no idea what Shiro was screaming about, but she had stopped and that was the main thing.

"How long were you two watching?"

"She tried hurting herself, mew."

Fang nodded back in reply, but stopped suddenly when Shiro... hugged him? Grabbed him? Did something, though it didn't seem hostile. Kerin blinked at the two of them. Wow, Shiro was definitely drugged. Kerin took a glance at the time on a clock. It was heading to half past. Bernkastel was meant to be coming at ten, so they probably had to do something. Or Marisa had to do something and Kerin would just help since he didn't have a creative bone in his body. Except music, but that didn't really count. That was something Kerin would like to do one last time before the games, hopefully. Music.

"Should we bring her up to Marisa's room for the rest of the night since... aren't we all going to be up there? For the party or whatever?" Kerin looked over at Marisa then Fang. Shiro should not be left alone, not after what just happened. Okay, so sure, she was a psychopathic maniac that had threatened to kill Marisa before, but something had happened to her. The Shiro that had screamed at Kerin when they had first talked in the government building would not have tried to end her life like that. Heck, weren't they trying to survive?

"Xavier...?" His arms mimic mine, and wrap around me slowly. It was out of character for him to show emotion, so why now? Had my own, one-sided friendly behavior contribute to this? I'm beginning to ask if something is wrong, when it happens. He pulls me in a little closer, and connects our lips. Though it was a brief experienced, I am floored by this action. What drove him to commit this act? Did he think that perhaps, I had shown kindness to only him? People described me as emotionless, strong, brave... But that isn't how I see it. It's so much more detailed than that. I don't want to get close to anyone, because I am scared. Scared that I will kill my best friend for my own selfish desire. The desire to keep a single being, was what drove my instinct to kill. I would commit all sins imaginable, if it meant he could continue living. I would and did, quite literally, die for him.

He pulled away almost immediately, and even with my lips willingness to speak, I couldn't. All I had were questions. Why did you kiss me? What did the kiss mean? How could you do that to me? You made my third participation in these games, all the more painful. Because, in my mind, it feels as though your intake on me is more than just allies.

My arms fall to my sides, as I think this through. Surely, he would need to have liked me, to kiss me. My gut was telling me this was wrong. That this was what I wanted to avoid. I didn't need anyone falling for me this late in my plans. And, that included Xavier. Because I was dead, did not mean I was heartless, either. I went against my gut just becoming his ally. I was following what I thought was right. What was right.

With my hand, I turn his face to look at me. The blush on his cheeks are unmistakable. His hair, now dry, hides the chocolate orbs which surely hold his embarrassment. My thumb brushes against the lips that took my breath away.

"Xavier... There isn't a need to apologize. Not ever. Especially when it made me realize that even if my life was taken away, I am blessed with people like you. So instead of apologizing to me, apologize to the food for making it run cold." I smile lightly, and pluck my lips against his cheek. "...Though the food might be a little less forgiving."

Chapter 3 - Marisa Ryunatta - Vampire District

"Mew! Let's take her upstairs! Yuppies!" I cried out happily, flailing my arms. When Shiro was like this, everything was fine! Besides, if she needed another shot, there were morphine needles all over the place. You know? For pain? I went over to Shiro and smiled brightly. "She gets an invitation. Uu!" Shiro whimpered at Marisa, and hid further behind Fang. Fang looked rather awkward with her on his back. One minute, she was threatening to kill him, next minute, hugging his back like a koala. I giggled and took the older girl's hand. "Let's go~!" And I began dragging her to the elevator. There was no resistance from her, as she stumbled to keep up. When we all packed into the elevator, I made it my duty to press my floor button dramatically.

When we came to my room, I immediately rushed to the balcony. Yes! It wasn't raining anymore! The wind was practically non-existant, too! "Outside! Party outside!" I chirped, sliding the door away. Since it was still wet, I took caution at climbing the steps. However, once I was on the roof, I giggled and began running around to check the place. It was mostly empty space, but off on the corner opposite from the training center, was a greenhouse! I decided to check that out later. The roof was pretty much a pool with how much water was covering it. Hmmm... Lightbulb! I rushed past everyone and went back inside. When I returned, I had a huge armful of towels that I couldn't see over. "Dry!" I cried, plopping the pile on the roof. I stared with sparkling eyes, waiting for the towels to soak up all the water. Seconds later, I frowned and nudged the mound. "Towel family won't help!" I cried, looking as though I was going to cry. Weren't towels like, super-absorb-monsters? Sam never failed me before! This was a total 'OTL' moment for me.

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"Your plans will fail, my sweet lady. And when they do, your stories will be nothing but lies, your rebellion will be in vain, and war will rage for years until you are but a speck of dust." - Noh

"The lies of your world will be exposed. My rebellion will rein over your realm, and no longer will this time be plagued by war." - ???

Xavier breathes shakily, in disbelief of all of what had just happened. He..he...hugged Bern...he....kissed her. Xavier kissed Bern. KISSED. BERNKASTEL. VERMILIA. What, what was wrong with him?! He had just showed the most complex emotion of all of them! Xavier hardly even showed the simplest of emotions, let alone affection! He..he must be drugged, or this is a dream. There's no way that his could actually be happening! "......"

His eyes widen when Bernkastel's hand lightly turns his head to face her. Through his hair, he can see Bern's emerald eyes trail from his cheeks, to where his eyes are. She looks...oddly dazed, thoughts appearing to run through her mind. Wh-what was she thinking...? "..." Xavier's breath hitches as his lips are ran across by Bern's thumb.

"So-sorr--" He's cut off. "Xavier... There isn't a need to apologize. Not ever. Especially when it made me realize that even if my life was taken away, I am blessed with people like you. So instead of apologizing to me, apologize to the food for making it run cold." She smiles, and he feels his lips attempt to arch forward. He didn't care what he did at this point, realizing that this, was all too real. Bern's lips hit Xavier's cheek. "...Though the food might be a little less forgiving." Xavier brushes his hair out of his eyes, to get a closer look at Bern's face. Her lips...are still arched upwards. She looks...beautiful. Xavier, on a rare occasion in his life, let's his lips raise. He is smiling at Bernkastel.

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